"Master Platts, you... you really want to kill them all?"
Diallo pushed Mochias out, blocking the time for Platz to pursue, and at the same time frantically flapping his flame wings, speeding up and fleeing, he turned around and said to Platz while fleeing.
"You forced me!" Platts replied with a cold snort. The Holy See secretly went to the Balovax Academy to kill people wantonly, which has exceeded the bottom line that Platts can bear.
Diallo suddenly screamed, "Why? Why do you have to protect this necromancer kid, even at the expense of fighting us!"
Platz vented his anger a lot, looked at Diallo and said slowly, "The Holy See is indeed a giant, and I don't fight against it because I'm afraid of you. As for Ron, anyone born in this world will You have the right to live, and you have the freedom to cultivate any kind of power. In the Roland Empire, this kind of freedom does not allow anyone to interfere maliciously. These truths, you god sticks who pretend to be the embodiment of justice, will never understand... "
Diallo was flying at full speed, and the flaming wings behind him were stretched to the limit, but Platz was indifferent, chasing him closer and closer.
Diallo's heart burst into despair. Could it be that he couldn't even escape in front of the strong man in the sanctuary
"It seems that I can only use the last means of life-saving that Master Wharton gave me!" Diallo took out something from the space bag while flying away.
It was a scroll, a city return scroll given to him by Diallo's mentor and boss. Although Diallo didn't know how much this thing was worth, judging from the way his mentor Wharton solemnly handed it to him, it definitely It is very valuable. This thing was given to him by Lord Wharton to save his life. Diallo will not use this thing until the last moment. You know, this treasure can only be used once.
But the matter has come to this point, Diallo can't take care of so much anymore, seeing the rage of Platts, he will definitely kill him soon, no matter how precious something is, it is not as important as his own life Bar? At this moment, no matter what, he had to use the city return scroll to save his life.
However, he successfully killed the ancient necromancer Ron and completed the task, which made Diallo feel better. The price of this operation was extremely high. These brought so many strong men to fall in Barovacs College. There was also a precious scroll to return to the city, but for such a great contribution, Lord Wharton would not blame himself if he thought about it.
"Master Platz, aren't you afraid of arousing the anger of our Holy See by doing this? Don't forget that our Holy See has nine sacred powerhouses. Once a fight starts, neither side will gain anything..." Diallo sternly said.
Platz snorted coldly, and didn't answer his words. On the three-acre land in the city of Balovakis, he did whatever he wanted without any scruples. It didn't matter why, it was because he was a strong man in the sanctuary.
No matter how powerful the Holy See is, it can't threaten him. Besides, Platz will not take the Holy See seriously. Diallo's threat is just a joke to him.
Diallo also knew this. All he did was to delay time. Just between breaths and breaths, the city return scroll was torn apart, revealing the power inside, and began to communicate with the entire space.
Diallo's body emitted a faint blue light, and the light continued to flow, and a mysterious magic circle appeared on his body.
"What?" Platz was taken aback, "Is this a scroll to return to the city?"
"Hahaha! Not bad..." At this moment, Diallo was determined, he stopped running away, but stopped, and there was a mocking look in Platz's eyes, and he said triumphantly, "Platz My lord, I'm leaving, do you regret not killing me in the first place?"
Diallo laughed wildly, and his figure slowly disappeared into the space. While using the city return scroll, the space power wrapped his body like a protective film. At this time, Diallo was unable to attack at all. .
Platz's face was calm, and he said lightly, "It's not too late to kill you..."
As he spoke, he raised his hands, and a large number of fire elements quickly concentrated in the sky and earth, forming an energy vortex very quickly, and under Platz's precise control of the elements, he quickly turned into the shape of a dragon.
The fire dragon spread its wings, let out a howl that shook the sky, and rushed towards Diallo with fierce power.
"Fire Flame Azure Dragon!"
When Diallo saw it, his hair stood on end, my mother, if it was hit head-on, it would be almost a pile of ashes, just like Mochias.
For a split second, Diallo had a feeling that he himself was going to die.
But for a second, he thought again, didn't he use the scroll to return to the city? He is now in the space, he is very confident, the space power will give him good protection, now he is a little relieved.
With a sound of "Boom," the Flame Canglong crashed headlong into the space where Diallo was, as if some power was protecting Diallo, and the Flame Canglong could no longer rush in.
A burst of terrifying power was transmitted from the void, and the flames scattered, and even the air was scorched hot, and the blazing sun rose again in the sky.
Diallo's face changed drastically. He didn't expect Platz's power to be transmitted directly to him through the space. In an instant, the temperature in the space rose sharply, and the space he was in was like a hot iron ball. It was a raging fire, and he was scorched by the fiery flames in the ball.
The power of the strong man in the sanctuary actually penetrated the space
"Boom—" the Flame Canglong ushered in the second explosion, and flames shot out in all directions, and Platz's tyrannical power distorted the space together.
At this last moment, the city portal scroll finally accumulated enough power and emitted a strong white light. It distorted the space and began to teleport. Then, with a "swish-" sound, Diallo's body disappeared, and the surrounding people Everything is reduced to nothingness.
The clouds cleared, the sky turned blue, and the fire element wandering in the air no longer existed. It seemed that everything had returned to calm. Platz shook his face a few times, sighed, and said regretfully, "It's better to let him escape." …”
Fearing that Ron would be in danger, Dean Platts returned to Balovaks College, only to see that the place where he fought just now was in a mess, with burn marks everywhere.
Ron was lying on the ground, motionless, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. Sitting next to him was Kadina, whose face was full of tears, and Angel, who looked indifferent.
Platz's figure slowly descended, and Kadina raised her tearful eyes and called out, "Dean Platts!"
Platts nodded. At this moment, he saw Ron lying on the ground, and couldn't help but gasped.
I saw that Ron's body was covered with horrific scars of all sizes, his chest collapsed, his limbs were severed, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was as white as paper, motionless, he looked as if he was dead.
Platts sighed, what kind of torture did this child suffer during his lifetime? He couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. The damned Holy See actually managed to do such a cruel thing to a sixteen-year-old child. It is simply not human, is it? brute.
Platts is a tutor who is very caring. He treats every student like his own child. He is strict and caring. Seeing Ron like this, he couldn't help but feel sad for a while.
Putting his hands on Ron's body, probing his vitality, Platz's face was solemn, and a breath slowly poured in.
"Dean Platts!" Cardina asked cautiously, "Ron, is he... all right?"
She wanted to say "Did you die?" But she felt that it was inappropriate to say it, so it turned out to be all right
After the crisis was over, Angel returned to her cold expression and said, "It's better to die, I wish he could die sooner..."
Cardina blushed with anger, she said angrily, "Why are you like this? Ron saved you just now, and now you're cursing him to death..."
Angel knew she was in the wrong, and she still insisted, "I don't think his death has anything to do with you? Besides, I didn't ask him to save me..."
"You—you..." Kadina almost cried in anger. She had never seen such a forceful person who took revenge and avenged her. Ron saved her. Not only was he not grateful, but he also spoke harsh words.
In fact, Angel's hatred for Ron has been reduced a lot, but as the princess of the Roland Empire, she won't allow her to bow her head, so she can only cover up her uneasiness with a tough mouth.
Originally, Ron's life was dead, but Dean Platts probed with strength, and Ron's heart beat suddenly. Although it was very weak, Platts felt it.
"He's not dead yet?" Platz was surprised. Seeing the serious injuries on Ron's body, no one thought he would die, but he survived.
Hearing Angel's words, Platz glanced at her and said lightly, "I'm afraid I've disappointed you, Ron is not dead yet!"
"What? Ron isn't dead?" Kadina beamed with joy when she heard that, and her face relaxed.
A gleam of joy filled Angel's heart, but she didn't show it on her face, "It's a pity to be injured so badly and not die!"
"Go get the priest!" Platts said.
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On the sacred Mount Hyjal, the mountain is covered with armored snow all year round, wrapped in a faint mist, which adds a bit of sacred flavor to Mount Hyjal.
"Lord Wharton! Lord Wharton!" Two servants of the Holy See walked by and saluted him respectfully. According to the rules of the Holy See, one must salute when meeting the Lord of the Ninth Palace.
Wharton nodded and waved them up.
At this time, a burst of spatial fluctuations came, and Wharton, who was closest, responded.
Not only Wharton, but even the powerhouses of the entire Mount Hyjal sensed it.
"Spatial fluctuations?" Wharton was taken aback. Spatial fluctuations here are extremely rare. After all, who would break through the space and come here without incident.
"Could it be..." Wharton suddenly thought of something, his heart sank, and he immediately flew in the direction of the spatial fluctuation.